As the cheers and excitement gradually subsided and people slowly quieted down, grief and desolation began to spread, and sobbing gradually rose.
"Boohoo..."
Even though Jiang Zhu and the others had quelled the dark turmoil as quickly as possible, several ancient life stars had still been bathed in blood, and countless lives had perished.
Ancient life lands, one after another, had been stained red with blood. Corpses piled up across the earth in endless heaps, as high as mountains and as vast as oceans.
"My child, where are you? Come back and see your mother." A white-haired old woman wept as though her heart and lungs were being torn apart. Covered in blood, she slumped on the ground, feeling a bone-piercing chill throughout her body.
And this was merely the tip of the iceberg of mortal tragedy. Miserable scenes were everywhere, not confined to a single star domain but spreading throughout the vast universe, shrouded in bitter winds, sorrowful rain, and clouds of grief.
"Though it left far too much pain behind, this was already a fairly good outcome. The greatest dark turmoil in history could never have ended without a price." Big Black Dog sighed in space, looking dejected.
He had lived long enough and witnessed far too much life and death, yet the sacrifices made in such a short time during dark turmoil of this scale still left his heart trembling.
"Woof, woof... when Great Emperor Wushi was here, when did he ever let these petty scoundrels run so rampant..." he murmured, a trace of reminiscence and unwillingness in his voice.
Duan De produced a wine gourd from somewhere and tipped his head back for a swig. The fiery liquid slid down his throat, yet it could not wash away the bitterness in his heart.
"Boundless bloody Heavenly